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1"Stop, Basil. You are talking about things of which you know nothing," said Dorian Gray, biting his lip, and with a note
2of infinite contempt in his voice. "You ask me why Berwick leaves a room when I enter it. It is because I know
3everything about his life, not because he knows anything about mine. With such blood as he has in his veins, how could
4his record be clean? You ask me about Henry Ashton and young Perth. Did I teach the one his vices, and the other his
5debauchery? If Kent's silly son takes his wife from the streets, what is that to me? If Adrian Singleton writes his
6friend's name across a bill, am I his keeper? I know how people chatter in England. The middle classes air their moral
7prejudices over their gross dinner-tables, and whisper about what they call the profligacies of their betters in order
8to try and pretend that they are in smart society and on intimate terms with the people they slander. In this country,
9it is enough for a man to have distinction and brains for every common tongue to wag against him. And what sort of lives
10do these people, who pose as being moral, lead themselves? My dear fellow, you forget that we are in the native land of
11the hypocrite." "Dorian," cried Hallward, "that is not the question. England is bad enough I know, and English society
12is all wrong. That is the reason why I want you to be fine. You have not been fine. One has a right to judge of a man by
13the effect he has over his friends. Yours seem to lose all sense of honour, of goodness, of purity. You have filled them
14with a madness for pleasure. They have gone down into the depths. You led them there. Yes: you led them there, and yet
15you can smile, as you are smiling now. And there is worse behind. I know you and Harry are inseparable. Surely for that
16reason, if for none other, you should not have made his sister's name a by-word." "Take care, Basil. You go too far." "I
17must speak, and you must listen. You shall listen. When you met Lady Gwendolen, not a breath of scandal had ever touched
18her. Is there a single decent woman in London now who would drive with her in the park? Why, even her children are not
19allowed to live with her. Then there are other stories--stories that you have been seen creeping at dawn out of dreadful
20houses and slinking in disguise into the foulest dens in London. Are they true? Can they be true? When I first heard
21them, I laughed. I hear them now, and they make me shudder. What about your country-house and the life that is led
22there? Dorian, you don't know what is said about you. I won't tell you that I don't want to preach to you. I remember
23Harry saying once that every man who turned himself into an amateur curate for the moment always began by saying that,
24and then proceeded to break his word. I do want to preach to you. I want you to lead such a life as will make the world
25respect you. I want you to have a clean name and a fair record. I want you to get rid of the dreadful people you
26associate with. Don't shrug your shoulders like that. Don't be so indifferent. You have a wonderful influence. Let it be
27for good, not for evil. They say that you corrupt every one with whom you become intimate, and that it is quite
28sufficient for you to enter a house for shame of some kind to follow after. I don't know whether it is so or not. How
29should I know? But it is said of you. I am told things that it seems impossible to doubt. Lord Gloucester was one of my
30greatest friends at Oxford. He showed me a letter that his wife had written to him when she was dying alone in her villa
31at Mentone. Your name was implicated in the most terrible confession I ever read. I told him that it was absurd--that I
32knew you thoroughly, and that you were incapable of anything of the kind. Know you? I wonder do I know you? Before I
33could answer that, I should have to see your soul." "To see my soul!" muttered Dorian Gray, starting up from the sofa
34and turning almost white from fear. "Yes," answered Hallward gravely, and with deep-toned sorrow in his voice, "to see
35your soul. But only God can do that." A bitter laugh of mockery broke from the lips of the younger man. "You shall see
36it yourself, to-night!" he cried, seizing a lamp from the table. "Come: it is your own handiwork. Why shouldn't you look
37at it? You can tell the world all about it afterwards, if you choose. Nobody would believe you. If they did believe you,
38they would like me all the better for it. I know the age better than you do, though you will prate about it so
39tediously. Come, I tell you. You have chattered enough about corruption. Now you shall look on it face to face." There
40was the madness of pride in every word he uttered. He stamped his foot upon the ground in his boyish insolent manner. He
41felt a terrible joy at the thought that some one else was to share his secret, and that the man who had painted the
42portrait that was the origin of all his shame was to be burdened for the rest of his life with the hideous memory of
43what he had done. "Yes," he continued, coming closer to him and looking steadfastly into his stern eyes, "I shall show
44you my soul. You shall see the thing that you fancy only God can see." Hallward started back. "This is blasphemy,
45Dorian!" he cried. "You must not say things like that. They are horrible, and they don't mean anything." "You think so?"
46He laughed again. "I know so. As for what I said to you to-night, I said it for your good. You know I have been always a
47stanch friend to you." "Don't touch me. Finish what you have to say." A twisted flash of pain shot across the painter's
48face. He paused for a moment, and a wild feeling of pity came over him. After all, what right had he to pry into the
49life of Dorian Gray? If he had done a tithe of what was rumoured about him, how much he must have suffered! Then he
50straightened himself up, and walked over to the fire-place, and stood there, looking at the burning logs with their
51frostlike ashes and their throbbing cores of flame. "I am waiting, Basil," said the young man in a hard clear voice. He
52turned round. "What I have to say is this," he cried. "You must give me some answer to these horrible charges that are
53made against you. If you tell me that they are absolutely untrue from beginning to end, I shall believe you. Deny them,
54Dorian, deny them! Can't you see what I am going through? My God! don't tell me that you are bad, and corrupt, and
55shameful." Dorian Gray smiled. There was a curl of contempt in his lips. "Come upstairs, Basil," he said quietly. "I
56keep a diary of my life from day to day, and it never leaves the room in which it is written. I shall show it to you if
57you come with me." "I shall come with you, Dorian, if you wish it. I see I have missed my train. That makes no matter. I
58can go to-morrow. But don't ask me to read anything to-night. All I want is a plain answer to my question." "That shall
59be given to you upstairs. I could not give it here. You will not have to read long."
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